We’re told that it’s out of bounds for science to go there. I take up that claim in the final chapter of my book, Foresight.
A nice thing about being young is that you have no idea how much you do not know.
It often seems that the closer you need to look, the greater the wonder. It’s as if someone set it there to hide, waiting for us.
A recent biology paper inches up to the edge of design advocacy, without using the phrase “intelligent design.”
What are we to think of humble animals that make the semi-miraculous look routine?